I’ve been in India for a while and this has been the most stable place so far on the trip. During the past few days however, the unexpected happened (of course, that’s the point of all of this): I got tired of the food.

When I arrived at the Panchakarma clinic in early September, I was asked many times how I liked the food. I would confidently and enthusiastically reply, “I will never get tired of Indian food”! Now, I see that I should have been more careful with my words.

The time I’ve spent with people who speak English as a second language has shown me how imprecise my use of the language can be. It is a tendency that rose from laziness, and the ease of being surrounded only by native speakers who also accept varied flapping of hands and sound effects as communication when precise language seems to be too much effort to produce.

I am not completely eating my words in this case, however. I’m not actually tired of Indian food. It is so delicious and I’m still finding it to be every day. It just isn’t what my body wants anymore. Warm, heating, thick and very, very cooked. No.

There was a distinct point about two weeks ago where the switch happened. My body, as if in protest, ceased production of the sensation of genuine hunger and instead felt like a heavy sack of wet clothes left in the mud room after a rainy soccer match. Just looking at the food made the gravity of the earth increase to 10N. All I wanted was fresh, uncooked…fruit.

The other odd experience that began upon entrance into the small haven that is TYI is that of being constantly dehydrated. This wasn’t just me, however, but it also wasn’t everyone. The water just felt like it wasn’t nourishing us. Of course, like a sane person, I made the necessary adjustments (bought fruit and water).

Sometimes I imagine what it would be like to eat certain things to see what my body would say about it. I thought about meat today. My body gave me a reaction of disgust. Some slight nausea. It simply no longer wanted it. No, it has nothing to do with seeing the chicken shops lining the road where the small birds watch their former cage-mates being butchered only 3 feet in front of them (but it brings logic to the situation).

I know this all sounds so ordinary, but it doesn’t feel ordinary. I can feel the sensation that accompanies the universe being subtly at work. In the evenings, I’ve been trying to walk some (sitting on the floor all day is great practice, but still qualifies as sedentary behavior) and I’ve been finishing up listening to Three Waves of Volunteers by Dolores Cannon. After a week of noticing the shift in my preferences, Dolores had a client who was having digestive issues. The being that came through to speak during her hypnosis session told Dolores that because the vibration of the client’s body was going up, or trying to, it could no longer handle solid foods (vibration too slow). The being recommended that she eat fully-blended soups instead. This made sense.

After another week of noticing the shift in myself, I listened to another chapter. The being that came through again said that the Earth’s vibration had changed so much that our diet should change to keep up. Fresh fruit and vegetables were recommended, no sugar, and no meat. The fresh fruit stood out to me, because it felt like that was the only thing I wanted to eat.

If we are meant to ascend into a world of a higher vibration, it would make sense that we fuel ourselves with things that are as close to that vibration as possible. How does it feel when you think about…chocolate? I can feel my body getting heavier at just the thought. We can sense the vibration much more easily than we think. It isn’t a magic trick to feel what your body wants.

Eventually the being in the book said that the in the new Earth (when Earth moves into a new dimension to help us leave behind a lot of the destruction we’ve caused), humans would no longer need to eat…thoughts came of my rapidly dissipating attachment to food that I had been experiencing since I arrived at TYI. It seemed like it was happening on purpose, but not being done by me. I have had difficulty with this pendulum for years (having the urge to eat all of the time then swinging to having little urge to eat). It was nice to have the help, and to see the potential reason why it was happening.

I have been thinking about astral projection again lately. Perhaps all of this shift in diet and desire for food is just happening to keep up with my vibration or facilitate a higher one, but maybe it is also to allow me to access higher vibrations, such as that which would be needed to astral project.

I wish I had better words to describe the feeling of noticing the universe at work. It is vague, like everyone says, but it feels like an expanding of space around me as I notice the pieces starting to connect. Almost as if part of me backs up a centimeter. Usually I can feel it when I see individual symptoms as well. Actually, it is kind of like when I watch my own thoughts and actions; like when I gain space between my consciousness and them. I suppose they are the same. Conscious watching matter.

The being in the book also recommended imagining a vortex bringing new life into your water and food before you eat/drink it. I’ve adopted the practice. Will report on results. Even if I don’t start spontaneously projecting into other dimensions as a result, pausing and respecting the matter that is giving me life will make significant changes in my gut and life.